Asleep

February 7, 2015 at 7:30 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

in the afternoon

there was such a noise

in my head

it took me a while

to realise

a train was passing through it

and this is what it said:

Dominic dice the moon finely

into a bowl

squeeze the sun onto it

crush a handful of stars

pour everything

into a glass

and drink Dominic

drink till you begin to dance.

– Dominic Alapat

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